The world is thin,
Human feelings are evil,
Rain send dusk, flowers easy to fall.
The wind is dry at dawn,
Tear marks,
If you want to write on your mind,
Monologue column.
Hard, hard, hard!
Every man is his own,
This is not yesterday,
A sick soul is often like a swing.
The sound of the horn is cold,
The night is falling,
I'm afraid of being asked,
Swallow your tears and pretend to be happy.
Hide, hide, hide!
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